POE'S DEADLY DAUGHTERS

by Sheila Connolly I first posted here almost exactly four years ago.   I was honored to be asked to join the blog, because back the...

by Sheila Connolly We’re all writers here, which means we create characters from our imagination.   That means we observe and analyze pe...

by Sheila Connolly Earlier this week the top headline (above the fold on the front page) in the Boston Globe read, “For majority of wor...

by Sheila Connolly I love flea markets and farmers markets and junk sales and antiques fairs, because I never know what I’m going to f...

by Sheila Connolly (aka Sile ni Conghaile) I write a mystery series set in Ireland.   Sometimes I think it’s presumptuous of me to pre...

by Sheila Connolly I’m supposed to be starting to write a new book, with a deadline of February 1.   But “starting” is such a slippery t...

by Sheila Connolly I'm in the midst of first-round edits for the next Irish book ( Scandal in Skibbereen ), and I've noticed ...

by Sheila Connolly Long before my County Cork series saw the light of day, I started taking Irish language classes at a local Irish cult...

by Sheila Connolly People who don't write won't understand why sometimes their writer friends go still, with a distant look in...

by Sheila Connolly Recently I read an op-ed piece in the New York Times written by Sean Pidgeon, a writer as well as a reference publis...

by Sheila Connolly Earlier this week I was sitting in a doctor's office waiting for my appointment.   The ubiquitous large-screen...

by Sheila Connolly Recently I found myself browsing in a used bookstore in Brooklyn.   I was with friends, and we were waiting for a t...